I will not have my husband forever. I know this. It hurts my heart but I know this. One day he will be gone. A few years older than I. maybe soon— a car crash, an aneurysm, or decades from now, if grace is kind. But some day I will have to re-learn the shape … Continue reading While We Are Here
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Sharis
I was homeschooled when I was a kid. This was in the late 80s, early 90s, before the internet or the wide array of networks and social activities available to connect homeschooling families. Without the resources available now, my parents had to figure out how to do it on their own. Academically, they did pretty … Continue reading Sharis
The Day My Grandmother Died
The day my grandmother died,the world didn’t stop turning. Clocks didn’t stopas she inched toward death, helped along by morphine.It took almost three days.Her children, those living,sat in a vigil by her bedside,and said prayers.It’s too much,my father cried – too much, all within six weeks. He cried, while stroking her hair.telling her it was okay to let … Continue reading The Day My Grandmother Died
Pocket Sized 